Warriors: Dawn of the Clans #5: A Forest Divided

Nightfeather gazed at the new-leaf moon. She felt tired, as her sight faded to black, she started to dream. “Hello Nightfeather, do you remember me?” A Blue-gray she-cat meowed. “Yes, you’re Moonberry! What’s wrong? I’m not going to Starclan already? AM I?” “Don’t worry,” Moonberry mewed calmly, “you still have many seasons before you join me and your sister.” “Stormypaw!” “Don’t worry,” Moonberry meowed, “ she’s doing great.”
“The message I wanted to give you Nightfeather,” Moonberry purred. “Is that in six moons, you and Killerfang are to have kits!” Nightfeather couldn’t believe it, when she was awake, she immediately told the medicine cat, Ivylight, and then she told the rest of the clan.

Six moons later, Nightfeather’s three kits had arrived. “Killerfang, I think we should name the black tom Cliffkit, for what happened Ten moons ago, at the Starcliff.” “And the Orange tom, she began, should be named Fatekit, since he looks so much like Eagleclaw. (Who met his fate ten moons ago, when he was killed by Nightfeather.)” “And the little black she-Kit, will be named Moonkit, like poor Moonberry.” “At least I’m at peace now.” Nightfeather was surprised to hear Moonberry whispering in her ear. “Yeah Moonberry, Nightfeather replied, at least you’re at peace now.”

I hope you liked my mini fanfic 😸
I’ll make another soon in the new prophecy, called
Thorny’s Revenge
It’s about Flowerdawn and Eagleclaw’s son
Thorny, and his sisters, Fawn, Jolt, and Flyer.

-Ravenheart of Earthclan 🐦‍⬛

Tealgaze clambered over the rocks, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she struggled to climb the rocky outcrop.
She reached the top and collapsed on the soft tussocks of grass and moss that grew on the edge of the cliff.
Tealgaze looked over at the direction of where she came from and admired the view somewhat dejectedly.
She had been aimlessly wandering towards the mountains for two moons now, but she had yet to find a good place to settle. Tealgaze had run across many different cats — rogues, loners, and kittypets — and learned quite a bit about different ways of life. Some of them weren’t very hospitable, but some of them offered to share their food or shelter for a day or so, and Tealgaze happily took up their offers to rest up and get her strength.
But now that two moons has passed, her belly had swelled with kits, and they were almost due, she was starting to get worried.
What if she gave birth to her kits in a dangerous place?
What if she couldn’t find food for them?
What if a fox or badger killed them?
Or worse, what if she died during kitting, and her kits were forced to survive on their own?
• Stop stressing and keep going,• Tealgaze told herself as she stood up and trekked onwards, her paws sore and tired.
She walked until the sun fell, and right when she was about to give up and go to sleep for the night, she stumbled upon a small hollow ringed by three trees. Brambles and gorse surrounded it in a dense tangle, which promised safety.
Intrigued, Tealgaze searched for a way through (a thinner patch of bramble) and pushed her way inside.
• Maybe this will be a good spot for kits? •
After looking around, Tealgaze settled down for the night, feeling safe and content in her shady little hollow.
Over the next quarter moon, Tealgaze was busy working on making the hollow safer and more secure, and even made a fresh-kill pile to remind her of home. She looked on it sadly, thinking about WolfClan and her siblings. Tealgaze felt grief cool her heart — how could she leave them? She missed them so, so much. Was Dustyrose doing better? Was she even still alive? Was Mousepetal deputy, like she seemed destined to be? What about Pouncebranch? Robinbreeze? Did Rippedgorse find a mate who would actually have kits — happily — with him?
Tealgaze felt ashamed of herself for overreacting. But then again… she said no…
A sharp, searing pain suddenly gripped her stomach.
• No… •
Another spasm made her crouch down as she gritted her teeth against the pain. “ No.” Tealgaze gasped to empty silence. “ The kits.”

My hope dangles on a string like slow-spinning redemption — that’s from Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional heh
The final chapter is in the final chapter of DoTC!
— Sunsetsplash

I love all ur books and im on to the Seekers series but one recommendation is PLZ make a warriors movie of any of the books

Ty!